"Your Highness, what do you think of my idea? I only want fifty percent, and when the ti cos, we can pull in Daoist Lin Luo for a ten percent share, leaving you with forty percent,"
Yi Chen sat with an imposing aura, solemnly addressing King Jing.
"Fifty percent? The Hidden Dragon Taoist has quite an appetite, not afraid of overfeeding himself. Why do I get the feeling that you have already presud yourself to be the victor of this assembly?"
Before King Jing could reply, the middle-aged female cultivator beside him couldn't contain herself and imdiately jumped out, her deanor sharp and severe.
"Ahem, the Black Butterfly Fairy is a confidant of mine. It seems her thoughts align perfectly with the Taoist's. However, the fairy suggests controlling the odds and taking a commission through which we could make a guaranteed profit,"
Seeing this, King Jing laughed and tried to smooth things over, his face showing noncommittal emotions, but a hint of disappointnt flashed through his eyes towards Yi Chen.
He did not fear others' greed, but he disliked greed that exceeded one's abilities.
Perhaps he had treated this person too honorably, causing him to lose sight of himself, but King Jing, after all, was deeply calculative and did not let his thoughts show on his face.
"This Black Butterfly Fairy, do you wish to test my strength?" Yi Chen, not bothering with idle talk, turned his head and grinned at the middle-aged female cultivator.
Seeing this familiar smile, Qin Qingyun's snow-white neck unconsciously shrank back—before she was last beaten, her master had the sa smile on his face.
"Good, good, good! I, the Black Butterfly, have cultivated for nine hundred and eighty years, my cultivation already stepping into the late stage of Intercepting Path. Today, I indeed want to test the Taoist's abilities with my old bones,"
Boom!
The middle-aged female cultivator, unable to contain her rage, her sharp face twisted, stretched her figure, and soared into the sky. A pair of giant butterfly-like wings appeared out of nowhere, obscuring the sky and making it suddenly darken.
"I've heard the Hidden Dragon Taoist is unmatched in halberd technique, and I hope your halberd is tougher than your mouth, Alliance Hierarch!"
"You should know what reverence is!"
Above the heavens, the sound of thunder swept through, a strange gust erged, blowing open the front of Yi Chen's robe, revealing a patch of bronze chest muscle.
"Daoist, do you wish to try my Holy Halberd?" Yi Chen lay back lazily on a red long chair, which unexpectedly gave the ordinary seat the air of a throne. His indifferent gaze was fixed on the high-cheekboned middle-aged female cultivator in the distance.
"Unfortunately, you do not even have the qualifications to make wield my halberd." Yi Chen's mouth suddenly split into a wide grin, and with a laugh, his left hand swelled, revealing ominous purple-gold patterns on its surface, and he montarily held it suspended in the air,
"Do you know, I'm really, really afraid that I'll strike you dead with one strike, ahaha!"
"Heaven's Scourge · Sky Pinnacle!"
Amidst the laughter, Yi Chen ford his fingers into a halberd and pressed downwards.
Without moving, a dazzling Extre Origin suddenly emanated, transforming into a long river of halberd qi, swiftly engulfing the Black Butterfly.
Two seconds later, the Black Butterfly's sky-obscuring wings could no longer hold up. Amidst the exclamations of King Jing's subordinates, they shattered instantaneously, spilling blood across the sky, and her figure fell like a broken doll.
Yi Chen slowly stood up, gazing at King Jing before him, and smirked: "Your Highness, so people simply do not understand what strength is!"
"I possess ten great virtues, and aiding others brings joy. I think by now, the Black Butterfly Fairy should know whether I weigh enough, Your Highness. You wouldn't mind that my thods are a bit rough, would you?"
Among the Taoist's ten great virtues is joy in helping others.
King Jing, looking at the demonic-like Taoist and the fleeting ferocity from a mont ago, couldn't help but shudder, then beca ecstatic.
"The Hidden Dragon Taoist's divine might!"
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"Taoist, please explain your plan in detail,"
Seeing King Jing's renewed enthusiasm, Yi Chen felt no aversion. In this world, without strength, one couldn't command respect.
His proposed plan was worthless if he couldn't win on the battlefield.
King Jing's response was entirely normal at the ti.
With this thought, Yi Chen smilingly laid out the details of his plan.
"Your Highness, have you ever heard of the stock market ga?"
Soon, a sound akin to frying beans began to ring in King Jing's ears, while Qin Qingyun wore a bewildered face, catching only phrases like shock, absorbing stocks, counterpart's board, buying board, selling board, and washing board from her cheap master's mouth.
Moreover, weren't the many experts participating in the Great Qin Legal Assembly just like stocks?
With King Jing's connections, strength, and reputation, he could very well start trading, pull off a big one, manipulate the odds, and finally have Yi Taoist control the scene and reap the benefits.
The plan was set.
"Your Highness, have you heard that the Millennium Emperor values you and Martial King the most? Tell , your ambitious younger brother, do you think he will follow along?"
Yi Chen's hand suddenly clenched, and his voice grew dark, "All can be cut, let's play them to death!"
At these words, King Jing felt a surge of excitent shoot through even the ends of his hair, slamming his hands on the desk repeatedly in thrill.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud.
He hastily stood up and bowed deeply to Yi Chen.
"This king will follow the Taoist's arrangents completely!"
"My lady, hurry, open a jar of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine, I have a lot to discuss with the Taoist, and there isn't much ti left before the Great Qin Legal Assembly."
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